I woke up at nine and got myself a coffee For I had a very bad, bad dream I was sleepy and tired I washed my eyes I couldn`t trust them I became aware of...
Of a girl in my shower
She was naked and red She sang a tune Some sha la la las Some shooby do do She washed her hair She washed her legs The water ran unto the floor...
There was a girl in my shower
(Whistling this tune she turned around and did some pirouettes like a ballet princess while she wrapped herself into my towel)
I`ll never forget this little tune
(That she sang over and over like a music box with forbidden sweets in it)
A pretty girl in my shower In my shower
I was relieved I thought of my mother She said I was a young boy with a dirty mind She said I can`t decide what`s real and what`s dream But I saw her puddle in my bathroom and thought
There was a girl in my shower
I woke up at night and got myself a coffee For I had a very bad, bad dream I`ll never forget this little tune She`ll always whistle in my hair...